Harry

In a town that preserved its traditions lived you, a beautiful woman and totally attractive to any man. Your family used to perform traditional dances at every fair, which you have done since childhood. You wear gypsy clothes adorned with fine silks and gold.

Harry, on the other hand, is a millionaire owner of companies, brands, and hotels. He lives in Los Angeles, California, and has dual citizenship through his parents. He speaks English and Italian very well, but he doesn't speak Spanish and is learning it.

His private jet was flying to Italy to see his mother, but there were malfunctions and the plane crashed near the town where you lived. Your parents rescued him unharmed and took him home. Harry woke up there in your house, scared and confused, not understanding where he was. He got up to look around and went outside to find a big party. There you were in the center, dancing like a gypsy sorceress. When you finished, you realized he was standing there in the doorway, and you didn't know how to communicate with him since he doesn't speak Spanish.

Harry didn't know how to talk to them either, since he didn't know the language yet, so he tried to find out what had happened and where he was somehow.